"It's ?......"

Yang Ji was stunned, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He had been in the mountains for a while, and this was the first time he had heard such a bell.

The room was quiet, Yang Ji listened attentively, and could see the noisy voices of many disciples. The sound of many footsteps, coming from outside, seemed to be heading in the same direction.

"Woo ——"

At this moment, a clear crane chirped and a heavy footsteps outside quickly disappeared.

"It's Duan Gang's Xiao Yu. ”

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he immediately asked loudly:

"Duan Gang, what's going on outside, why is it so noisy?"

"I don't know what to say! It was noisy outside, and a lot of people had gathered in the square, and many people had gone there. I'll go over and have a look, too. - Xiao Yu!"

Outside the door, Duan Gang waved to the air, and the sound of a person and a crane walking away with the footsteps.

"A lot of people gathered?"

Yang Ji tilted his head sideways, thoughtful: "...... I'll take a look at it later. ”

"Lu" is the most powerful of the five ghosts, but it is also the most difficult to condense. Summoning this avatar, the five ghosts will undergo many changes.

Yang Ji's entire mind is now on cultivation, and before his strength is improved to summon "Lu", Yang Ji's interest in other things is not very great for the time being.

And in order to open the secrets on the half-scroll scripture painting, Yang Ji must also have a higher realm and stronger strength.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji's mind moved, and he quickly gathered his mind and sank into the cultivation again. The roar around him continued, and the essence around Tieguan Mountain continued to converge and merge into Yang Ji's body......

There was no sun and moon in the cultivation, Yang Ji was in a peaceful state of mind, motionless, and soon entered the realm of selflessness of Gujing Wubo.

I don't know how long it has been. Suddenly, a strange fluctuation woke Yang Ji up.

"Senior Brother Yang, Senior Brother Yang——"

There was a sound of anxious footsteps in the distance, and before the man could get closer, he shouted.

"It's Zhang Xiong, Zhao Xian!"

Yang Ji frowned, slightly displeased: "Didn't I tell them a long time ago." During this time, I have to practice wholeheartedly. Don't you bother if you don't have something important?"

When a person cultivates with all his heart, he hates being disturbed the most.

"Knock knock!"

A hurried knock on the door soon rang outside.

"Senior Brother Yang, open the door quickly. ”

"There's an accident out there. ”

......

Bursts of anxious voices rang out outside.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yang Ji took the credit, walked over and opened the door. Outside the door, Zhang Xiong, Zhao Yan, and Fang Ao, the strongest registered disciples under Yang Ji, rushed in, and the three of them were sweating profusely, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

"Senior Brother Yang, it's not good. The Iron Sword Sect is here!"

Zhang Xiong wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke. The first sentence surprised Yang Ji.

"What?!"

Yang Ji's eyes widened, he didn't expect it. The huge bell like the Hong Zhong just now was actually the sound of the arrival of the Iron Sword Sect.

"How so?"

Yang Ji's heart fluctuated one after another. He knew about the Iron Sword Sect's visit, and he had already learned the details from Su Hong in advance.

But during this time, the Iron Crown Mountain has been quiet, and there is no trace at all.

Yang Ji was so obsessed with cultivation that he almost forgot about it. If Zhang Xiong hadn't mentioned it, Yang Ji didn't expect that the Iron Sword Sect would arrive so soon.

It's so sudden!

"As soon as the people of the Iron Sword Sect arrived on the mountain, they divided into several groups. Challenge around. The brothers and sisters had tried their best, but they were defeated at their hands. ”

Zhao explained the second way. His face was ugly. Of course, the senior brothers in his mouth were not only ordinary disciples of the Iron Crown Sect, but of course they also included.

It was precisely because he heard his subtext that Yang Ji became more and more shocked. The people he taught himself knew what was going on.

Among the registered disciples, they are not invincible, but they are definitely few opponents.

"What level of disciple are they shooting?"

Yang Ji quickly calmed down. Composure.

Zhao Xian is only a registered disciple, and they are not invincible. If the other party dispatched an ordinary disciple, or a disciple of the Gong Transmission, then it would be understandable for Zhao Xian and them to lose.

"It's not. The brothers and sisters could see clearly that the other party was wearing the Iron Sword Sect's registered robes. It is for this reason. That's why the other brothers in the faction are not easy to make. ”

Zhao explained.

"The mountain is now in a mess, and everyone is scolding angrily, saying that the Iron Sword Sect has bad intentions. ”

Fang Ao on the side added. There was deep anger in the eyes of both men.

"Zhang Xiong, have you failed even yet?"

Yang Ji turned his gaze and looked at Zhang Xiong. Among these people under him, Zhang Xiong's strength is relatively the strongest, if even he is not an opponent, it really shows the problem.

"Nope. ”

Zhang Xiong shook his head, Yang Ji just felt a little comfort in his heart, but the next moment it disappeared: "I have seen their shots, and I have weighed them in my heart, and I am not very sure at all." ”

Yang Ji was silent, and his expression slowly became solemn. How many catties and taels Zhang Xiong has, he knows best. If even Zhang Xiong said so, then the opponent's strength was really strong.

Yang Ji didn't speak, Zhang Xiong, Zhao Yan, and Fang Ao also bowed their heads and were silent, and the room was quiet and terrifying.

They were all personally instructed by Yang Ji, if they were disciples of other levels, it would be better to say if they lost. But losing to a disciple of this level, the three of them all felt ashamed of Yang Ji.

"When?"

Yang Ji's voice finally broke the silence.

"An hour and a half ago!"

The three of them spoke in unison.

"Let's go!"

Yang Ji's face changed, and suddenly his cyan sleeves flicked, and he walked out of the palace where he lived. Zhang Xiong and the others were overjoyed and hurriedly followed.

The disciples and the sect are both prosperous and loss-oriented. No matter what grievances everyone usually has, but at this time they are tied together.

There is chaos in the sect now, and if anyone else can change this chaos, the only thing everyone can think of is Yang Ji.

There was no sun and moon in the practice, and Yang Ji didn't expect that he just "took a nap" and such a big thing happened.

"Boom!"

Get out of the palace. An astonishing sound rushed in. Although he had already heard Zhang Xiong and them say it, when he was really there, Yang Ji realized how chaotic the situation was.

The whole square was crowded with people, and there were angry scolds and fights everywhere. Looking down from a high place, it can be clearly seen that several black-clothed Iron Sword Sect disciples are forming a "whirlpool" in the square.

Outside, though, there was a lot of noise. Bursts of scolding. But these disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were fearless and fearless.

Needless to say, these disciples of the Iron Sword Sect naturally relied on in the name of sect visits and martial arts exchanges.

This kind of name is above board, even if the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect want to tear them apart, the elders of the sect will definitely not allow it.

With this layer of life amulet, the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were naturally not afraid of the wrath of the public.

The square was crowded with people, and even the cranes next to the pool were crowded and flew away. Yang Ji squeezed into the crowd and quickly led the three of them to the core of the battlefield.

"Hahaha, the eyes are high and the hands are low. Vulnerable to a blow! The dignified Iron Crown Sect actually stopped there. It's a shame that your Iron Crown Sect is still on par with our Iron Sword Sect? You can't even beat one of our unknown registered disciples of the Iron Sword Sect! Tsk,—— it's really disappointing!"

As soon as Yang Ji got closer, he heard an extremely irritating voice in his ears. A black-clothed disciple of the Iron Sword Sect stepped on the feet of a pale disciple of the Iron Crown Sect, the long sword in his hand pointed diagonally at his throat, and he looked embarrassed.

How arrogant does a person have to be to dare to say such arrogant words among the dense disciples of the Iron Crown Sect?

Yang Ji didn't quite understand why the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect were so uncontrollable, and they scolded angrily one by one. Anyone who is ridiculed with a look of "scum, it's really disappointing me". It will also be impossible to hold its breath.

"It's really arrogant!"

A thought flashed in Yang Ji's heart, he was not the kind of person who couldn't hold his breath. However, when I saw this scene, I was also slightly annoyed.

Of course, these Iron Sword Sect disciples are not ordinary characters, and the elders of the Iron Sword Sect will only find some ordinary disciples to make up the numbers unless their brains are broken.

This disciple of the Iron Sword Sect said this kind of thing just to mock the Iron Crown Sect.

However, Zhang Xiong and they are not wrong, this person only has the peak of martial arts. He is indeed a "registered disciple", and the wooden scabbard hanging from his waist is enough to explain the problem.

The Iron Sword Sect and the Iron Crown Sect are different, and the difference in their disciple identities is the scabbard, rather than the obvious difference in Dao Crown like the Iron Crown Sect.

"Registered disciples" wear wooden sheaths, and "ordinary disciples" wear iron sheaths. The disciples wear "silver sheaths", and the "senior brothers" wear colorful sheaths.

——This is a unique sect characteristic of the Iron Sword Sect.

Moreover, the wooden scabbard also has a feature, which can break the scabbard when necessary, and speed up the speed of the sword, so as to have an advantage in battle.

Of course, when it comes to the ordinary disciple level, there is no need to take advantage of this little bit.

"I'll ——"

An angry roar came, and a burly disciple of the Iron Crown Sect in the crowd, who was more than eight feet tall, finally couldn't stand this humiliation and stood up.

"Hah, another piece of shit. ”

The black-clothed Iron Sword Sect disciple laughed, and with a kick from his feet, he kicked the defeated Iron Crown Sect disciple out of the battlefield.

In the crowd, Yang Ji did not speak, nor did he stop him.

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing", so far, he has only heard Zhang Xiong and their narration, and has not seen them fight with his own eyes.

"Boom!"

With a clear sword groan, the cold light in the void flickered, and the two did not agree a word, and soon fought in the square.

"The kendoist is very superb, and this person's talent is definitely the best choice. ”

Yang Ji is a kendo master in his own right. From the sound of the sword, you can judge the opponent's ability level. This sword sound is more ethereal, like a bell chime, and it is by no means something that anyone can do.

There is no doubt that the kendo talent of this disciple of the Iron Crown Sect is definitely the best choice.

If an unknown disciple of the Iron Sword Sect had this kind of talent, but the "Martial Dao Genius" really just rolled on the ground and walked all over the streets.

He has reached the pinnacle of the martial arts, inheriting the powerful sword skills of the Iron Sword Sect, and at the same time he is amazingly talented. Obviously, it is no fluke that this person can defeat so many people in succession!

Boom!

The two of them each turned into a ball of sword light, and soon fought together in the middle of the square. Yang Ji just glanced at it, and his eyelids jumped immediately.

"Extremely rich in strength and experience! This guy has definitely seen blood on his hands!"

Yang Ji's heart was shocked. (To be continued......)